send me a serious wake up call.
so what so what so what.
crap happens, get over it.
why dont cha DO SOMETHING.
time's the best magician.
it plays tricks on you.


just give it whatever it takes.
there are other gold mines to dig.
somehow i'll find it.
somewhere i'll show it.
this complex is crampin my style.


what kind of bandmates play the "see-who-gets-pushed-off-the-bed-first" game when you're having a 40degree fever?
THE NOOBISTS do !
not to mention the game ground is the sick person's bed.
with random raw recordings playing in the background.
i'm not surprised at the impossibility of recovery.
anyway i went home with some kevin juice and happy juice.
pretty interesting souvenirs.


tomorrow comes with one desire
to take me away, its true
save tonight.

perfection at 1:44 AM